I hate to say it, and I’m a little bitter because they did it without the aid of two-story-tall hair, but I think we’ve been out-YouTubed.
On Sunday, The Yarnery Family Singers just about blew everybody’s handknit socks off at the knitting party in St. Paul. For those of you who somehow didn’t manage to get to Minnesota (where were ya and we missed ya!), drink it in . . .
Bravo to them all: Eric, Scott, Jess, and the wicked lyricist Angie, in the blue shirt, for finally fixing up Rodgers and Hammerstein the way we knitters want to hear it.
The whole event was crazy, with the door prizes and my balky computer that mysteriously started to work and a big room full of people I wanted to spend the day with. Maura, Julie, Shelley, Maureen, and the whole group pulled off an afternoon that we will always remember. I’m told that Maura has taught classes in hosting knitting events; anybody who can get hundreds of knitters to show up on a beautiful Sunday afternoon ought to be teaching graduate-level courses!
We were moving at warp speed–a day trip from Nashville to St. Paul on the way to Portland, Oregon?–but time slowed down in an amazing way during our visit to this extraordinary place. We’ll be back, really. Thank you, o Yarnery, for a mind-blowingly fun day. “Welcome to our local yaaaarn shop” is still stuck in my head . . .
The winner of our Teeny Project Runway contest made an appearance:
Jill the Monkey! The lanky seductress who appears on the last page of our new book. Lemme tell you, Jill is absolutely gorgeous in person, and she’s just as down-home and real as you’d hope her to be. NOT a diva. And Rhonda Tesch, the designer who put Jill in that fibery, slinky-yet-Minnesota-winter-ready Oscar gown, was so great to bring her along. So funny to look down and see the monkey of my dreams peeking up out of Rhonda’s tote bag.
Regional Moment of the Day
Seeing “Al Franken for Senate” signs all over the place.
Delicious Moment of the Day
Lunch at Cafe Latte next door to the Yarnery with Yarneryist Julie. It’s a cafeteria, but imagine a cafeteria that serves airy lemon shrimp pasta and roasted vegetables and salads so beautiful even I wanted to have some. Where was the mystery meat???
Thing I Learned about Kay That I Didn’t Know Until Now
Kay played the cello in high school.
Next stop: Portland, Oregon! We haven’t missed a flight yet! Probably just jinxed THAT!